Chapter 102
Emperor Chengyuan was away on a campaign for half a year, and Wen Xin stayed in Changchun Palace, never stepping out of the palace, resting in the safest and most comfortable place he had created for her to prepare for childbirth.
The emperor left Mo Zhi to oversee matters of state and appointed Prince Rong to temporarily act as regent in place of the emperor.
The inner palace had long been controlled and guarded by the Netherworld Guards, who prohibited anyone or anything from disturbing the Imperial Concubine's pregnancy.
The Netherworld Guards are a legion of assassins created by Emperor Chengyuan. They are only under his command and are his sharpest blade, even more trusted than the Eastern and Western Depots.
With them protecting Wen Xin, Emperor Cheng Yuan could feel at ease on the front lines.
And he lived up to his reputation as an emperor who seized power on a short time. He was a brilliant military strategist who was invincible. In just half a year, he wiped out the Yuezhi and incorporated their territory into his own empire.
Just as he returned triumphantly to the capital, Wen Xin launched his attack.
Upon receiving the message from the Netherworld Guard, His Majesty the Emperor immediately abandoned his main force, ignoring all the civil and military officials who came to greet him, and spurred his horse to gallop wildly towards the palace.
Emperor Chengyuan, dressed in armor, hurriedly tried to run to the delivery room, but Mo Zhi, along with a group of eunuchs and imperial physicians, blocked him.
How dare they utter such idiotic things as saying the delivery room is unlucky and men shouldn't enter? It's not like they want His Majesty to draw his sword and chop them down.
His Majesty has been fighting like a madman on the front lines for the past six months. Even when his sword is sheathed, one can still feel the terrifying, bloody killing intent emanating from it.
Chopping them down would be a piece of cake!
They could only block His Majesty by claiming that his current travel-worn appearance would frighten the delicate Consort.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Chengyuan indeed stopped rushing into the delivery room and stood outside like an ant on a hot plate.
Every time the Imperial Concubine called out, His Majesty would jump up in fright, his face turning deathly pale, his aura fully unleashed, as if he were about to draw his sword and slaughter them all at any moment.
When the Imperial Concubine gave birth, not only was His Majesty terrified and tormented, but the imperial physicians and palace servants were also trembling with fear.
Fortunately, the little prince was well-behaved and didn't cause his mother much trouble. He was born at noon.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Consort! It is a prince."
Everyone in Changchun Palace knelt down to offer their congratulations with great joy.
Emperor Chengyuan didn't care about princes or anything like that; what about his Ah Xin?
"Your Majesty, please don't worry. The Empress is fine. She just checked on the prince and is resting now."
The emperor, fierce and powerful like a god on the battlefield and in the court, was now covered in sweat and overjoyed.
At Mo Zhi's urging, His Majesty the Emperor lingered in the delivery room for a few more reluctant glances before washing up and changing his clothes.
...
When Wen Xin woke up, the bedchamber was dimly lit. Her throat was a little dry, and just as she was about to say something, a strong arm carefully helped her up and offered her a cup.
Wen Xin drank a few sips of warm water and felt a little more refreshed.
She looked up and met the face she had been longing for, and smiled before she spoke, "Congratulations on your triumphant return, my husband, and your safe return."
Emperor Cheng Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head to place a tender kiss on her pink lips. "Ah Xin, your husband is back. Also, thank you for your hard work."
Wen Xin smiled, nestled quietly in his arms, enjoying the joy and warmth of their reunion.
She hooked her finger around his, "Husband, where is our son?"
Emperor Chengyuan helped her lie down, as she shouldn't sit for too long. Then he went to bring over the youngest prince, who was sleeping on a specially made small bed and was now the most honored prince in the Great Yuan Dynasty.
Wen Xin looked at the wrinkled baby in the swaddling clothes, her eyes filled with tenderness and love, but she said, "He's so ugly. He must look like my husband."
Emperor Chengyuan: "..."
Under the innocent gaze of his beloved wife, His Majesty could only nod silently, "My dear consort is right."
The little prince blew a bubble and slept soundly, oblivious to his mother's disdain and unaware of his father's excessive pampering of his wife!
Even if you know... what can you do besides be filial and respectful to your own parents?
However, Wen Xin and Emperor Cheng Yuan were indeed a responsible and good pair of parents. When teaching their son, they were loving yet strict, teaching him the principles of being a good person while giving him enough respect.
They never assume they are always right just because they are parents, nor do they impose their so-called "for your own good" on their children.
He was only taken to witness firsthand the changing seasons, the joys and sorrows of life, the grandeur of the empire, the vastness of the land, the intrigues of power, and the lives of ordinary people. He was to experience life for himself and understand how to be a qualified monarch in the future.
The young prince has always been cheerful and outgoing, intelligent and good-tempered, which moved the civil and military officials to tears!
As long as they survive His Majesty's reign, they will no longer be suffocated by the tyrant's oppressive rule.
Their civil officials are once again able to rise up and take control of the empire!
The young prince raised an eyebrow, silently adding the disloyal courtiers to his death list, and nodded with a smile: "You are all right, my dear ministers!"
Well, that's a story for another time.
The young prince's name was Yuwen Huan. Emperor Chengyuan held him in his arms as he stood in the Taiji Hall, at the pinnacle of imperial power. His indifferent tone revealed the emperor's powerful and domineering presence.
"Looking down upon the world, reigning supreme."
"My son is the Crown Prince, the heir apparent of the empire!"
All the civil and military officials kowtowed and submitted at the feet of the emperor and the crown prince.
Consort Wen has not yet been made Empress, but now everyone in the world knows that it's not that His Majesty is unwilling to do so, but that Consort Wen herself does not want to be Empress!
His Majesty's doting on his wife knows no bounds: as long as his beloved concubine is happy.
The officials, both civil and military, were speechless: "As long as you two are happy!"
When the young prince turned one year old, all nations came to pay tribute and offer their congratulations.
Among them, the Kingdom of Wuyun proposed a marriage alliance to Emperor Chengyuan.
Previously, Emperor Chengyuan was able to destroy the arrogant Yuezhi, who possessed a powerful cavalry, within half a year by passing through Wuyun Kingdom, penetrating deep into enemy territory, and catching the Yuezhi off guard.
Emperor Chengyuan naturally did not refuse the marriage proposal from the Kingdom of Wuyun.
Emperor Chengyuan had no biological daughters, and the women from the imperial clan were not sincere enough, so the natural choice for a marriage alliance was Princess Qinghe, the emperor's younger sister.
Why would Princess Qinghe be willing to be married off to a tiny country?
Before she could even make a scene, Emperor Chengyuan said calmly, "It's fine if you don't agree to the marriage alliance, but you must go to Cining Palace to accompany the Empress Dowager and are not allowed to take another step outside."
Princess Qinghe shuddered in terror.
Emperor Chengyuan's thin lips curved slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "When you go to the marriage alliance, you can choose your own palace maids to accompany you in your dowry."
Princess Qinghe gritted her teeth, "Shangguan Hao, can I take my sister away?"
Emperor Chengyuan: "Of course."
Princess Qinghe eventually went to marry a foreign ruler, taking Shangguan Hao and Wen Xian with her.
Later, Wen Xin occasionally heard gossip from Xiao Jin.
After Wen Xian went to Wuyun Kingdom, her madness miraculously disappeared, and she even climbed into bed with the King of Wuyun Kingdom, who was also the husband of Princess Qinghe.
If it weren't for the protection of the King of Wuyun Kingdom, she would have been thrown into the military camp by the enraged Princess Qinghe.
However, Wen Xian eventually died in childbirth, and her son was taken in and raised by Princess Qinghe.
As for Shangguan Hao, this useless male lead is also amazing. Even without a root, he can still seduce rich women everywhere. In the end, it is said that he angered the husbands of those rich women and was arrested by them and... you know what!
In the end, Shangguan Hao died in a man's bed!
Princess Qinghe was heartbroken and followed him in death. Her son and Wenxian's son were taken in by her maid.
The maid was also taken in by the King of Wuyun and became quite favored. She rose from a concubine to a queen. With the secret support of the Yuan Dynasty, she supported a prince with Han Chinese blood to become the new King of Wuyun and gradually Sinicized and eroded the country.
Wen Xin, after hearing the whole story: "..."
How should I put it?
Isn't this plot more exciting than those idiotic and abusive novel scripts?
With the deaths of Shangguan Hao, Wen Xian, and Princess Qinghe, the last bit of resentment that had been lingering in Wen Xin's heart due to the fragments of their souls dissipated.
Despite being a mother, her eyes, full of affection, remained clear and gentle, like still water.
Even after ten years of marriage, Emperor Chengyuan is still often so infatuated with his beloved wife that he loses his bearings, just like a young man in the throes of first love, easily excited and impulsive, wishing he could stay glued to her and never leave her side.
Emperor Chengyuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he held the warm, soft woman in his arms, contemplating wicked deeds.
However……
"Mother~"
The four-year-old prince walked in with unsteady little steps.
Without hesitation, Wen Xin pushed away the big, clingy dog that was sticking to her, straightened her clothes, and waved to her fair-skinned and adorable son with a smile.
Emperor Chengyuan: "..."
His Majesty gulped down a cup of cold tea. His son had indeed come to collect a debt!
The young prince raised his little arms and bowed to Emperor Chengyuan in a proper manner: "Greetings, Father."
Emperor Chengyuan, maintaining his stern fatherly demeanor, asked, "Hmm, did the Crown Prince recite his lessons today?"
The young prince: "..."
Wen Xin: "..."
She reminded him impatiently, "Huan'er is off today."
Emperor Chengyuan... Emperor Chengyuan was so focused on being intimate with his beloved wife that he completely forgot about his son's day off.
But will His Majesty feel embarrassed?
That's impossible!
His handsome face was serious, full of imperial majesty, "Even during your time off, you must not neglect your studies."
Seeing her son about to feel ashamed, the Imperial Concubine secretly glared at him, then went over and took his little hand. "Yesterday I promised you that I would take you to fly kites today. Eunuch Mo has already prepared them for us."
The young prince's bright, peach-blossom eyes, so similar to his mother's, were extremely striking, but he looked somewhat uneasy at his dignified father.
Wen Xin also looked at him.
Under the gentle, harmless (and seemingly ready-to-get-out-of-jail-free) gaze of his beloved wife, the majestic emperor slowly rose, hoisted his son onto his arm, and wrapped his other arm around his wife's slender waist. "Let's go."
The young prince instantly grinned from ear to ear and said obediently, "Father, after flying the kite, I will go back to do my homework."
Wen Xin smiled gently, "It's alright. We need to balance work and rest. Huan'er can play however he wants during his days off."
Emperor Chengyuan glanced at his son, then lowered his eyes to gaze at his beloved wife, whose smile was as beautiful as a flower, and his expression softened unconsciously.
With such a wife and children, what more could a husband ask for?
She gave him a fulfilling life!
Wen Xin looked up without realizing it, and their eyes met. Warmth filled their hearts, and love overflowed between them.
Having you in my life is enough!
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